Friday 11 September 2009: The Flight

Guess what, Pat insisted we use the opportunity afforded to us of being able to board the place especially early so that it is we that are now the suckers who stayed in our sardine seats an extra half hour more than everyone else. :-(

A brief tour of the features of the plane suggested several reforms mostly in gadgetry. However, one feature that that stayed the same was my abject ability to get one wink of sleep on an overnight long haul flight. I did manage 2 hours within the 9 hour flight. I’d taken my new PMP player and having listened to some of Bach’s cello concertos, watched Waltz with Bashir – an Israeli cartoon about a man who could not remember his involvement as a soldier with the massacres at Sabra & Shatila. The ending was very moving indeed. My eyes filled with tears. The well of emotion was broken as Indigo power-vomited next to me.